Saturday 25 June 2011

Mantling.

I thought I'd describe a little of my experience of how the two hawks differ in this regard.  Mantling is when the hawk hides the food or prey by spreading her wings and tail over it.  The idea, of course, is to hide it from other predators. 

When I take people out on Exmoor with North Devon Hawk Walks, I usually end the walk by firing a few heads of quail up into the air for Macbeth to chase, and, usually,  catch.  It's quite spectacular and always gets a cheer from the customers when she catches it in mid-air.  There's a lot going on when she chases it.  She has to work out when it is going to stop going up and start coming down, she has to allow for the wind strength and direction blowing it, and her, around.  She flies upwards, with her head well back, looking upwards. When she has got close enough to it, she flips up and back, so that she is almost standing on her tail in the air, and grabs at it with her claw.  If she misses it, she turns into a corkscrew dive to try and catch it up.  Quite spectacular as I say.

Anyway, once she's eaten the head ( which is about the size of the top joint of my thumb), her behaviour changes remarkably.  Up  until that point she has been coming to the customer's fist for a small piece of meat ( rabbit or quail), eating it on the fist and then usually hopping or flying off.  While crunching up a quail head, she will mantle as though her life depended upon it. When she's finished eating it, she is quite aggressive to any move being made towards her upon the glove, but only for about thirty seconds.  After that she calms down and she's back to her normal self.

I think the blood, brains and bone in the quail head cause adrenaline to be released in Macbeth's blood stream and this  triggers the mantling and possessiveness. ( Sorry to be so gory).

Just lately she has not been catching the heads and seems to be not quite so hell-for-leather chasing them.  I think she's worked out that what goes up, must come down, and all she has to do is mark where it lands.  The mantling and possessiveness is still there, but the flight is not nearly so exciting. I think I'll have to find a way of making it impossible for her to get the head without catching it in mid-air.  Not sure how.   In fact, I've no idea how !

Cassius, being a lot younger, is not nearly so successful at catching the heads but he is still very excited about the whole game and gives it his best shot. But,  no mantling. He's just his normal, placid self. People are sometimes surprised by how different the personalities of the two hawks are, they expect one bird to be pretty much the same as the other,  as I've described, they're not  !

Tuesday 14 June 2011

Lady Macbeth of NorthDevonHawkWalks



Lady Macbeth landing on a customer of North Devon Hawk Walks

Falconry history.

Just got back from giving a talk to one of our local chapters of the University of the 3rd Age, in Filleigh. People often want to learn something about the birds and the history of falconry, and I'm always happy to oblige. I enjoy the research, and it seems to be an almost inexhaustable subject.  Usually, someone has been out for a hawk walk with us at North Devon Hawk Walks,  (www.NorthDevonHawkWalks.co.uk for details),  found it interesting and arranged for me to visit their group.

Falconry itself is probably about three thousand years old. One of, if not the, oldest depiction of someone hawking is an Etruscan mosaic. The Roman weren't interested in it but most of the nations they ruled were, and there are Celtic sculptures and brooches depicting it.  It probably began in the middle East and really reached its highest point in Europe during the Middle Ages. Following the Crusades a lot of Middle-Eastern influences were imported to Europe ( spices, building techniques, and ancient knowledge etc),  falconry received a boost from this and from the interest of the Holy Roman Emperor, Frederick the second, who wrote a book about it in the 13th century.

Although it began as a way of getting meat on the table, falconry later developed into almost a craze among the nobility and rising middle classes in Europe. It became a way of showing conspicuous consumption ( you needed a lot staff, land, money and time to practice it), and competitiveness  ( my falcon is bigger, braver, flies higher than yours).  Along with other forms of hunting it became one of the necessary accomplishments of any gentleman.  A falcon that flew high, attacked birds bigger and more dangerous than itself  and was victorious, was believed to display all the attributes a brave young man should aspire to. It is no accident that many shields and coats of arms were decorated with eagles, hawks and falcons. Princes and aristocrats in medieval and Renaissance Europe were fanatical about it.  For many it took up nearly all their time and most of their energy,.  There were few who did not regard it as their privilege and duty and as a very serious occupation.

Laws relating to falconry give an indication of how it was viewed.

In 1320 the Grand Prince of Moscow made falconers above the law.  ( That would be nice !)

Under King Henry 8th of England, it was illegal, without the express authority of the king, to fly a bird bred in England.  Falconers had to import their birds from elsewhere.  This law aimed to ensure a regular supply of hunting birds in the mews of the king and aristocracy.

Charles 6th of France restricted falconry to nobles.

A good falcon was not only a great favourite who went everywhere with her master ( King Harold of England had his with him when he was held captive in Normandy prior to the Battle of Hastings, 1066)  but she was also a valuable possession, the result of long training. In England there were strict laws with heavy penalties about returning falcons to their rightful owners.  A stray falcon had to be reported to the Sheriff of the county, by law.  In the 15th century it was common to see in churches wax effigies of hawks with candles burning nearby  and prayers being said for the return of a prized, lost falcon,  or for it's recovery from sickness.

The Church authorities passed numerous laws over centuries, in England,  aimed at getting the local priests to spend less time hawking and more time on their church duties.  The fact that they had to keep on making these laws indicates that they were being ignored.

So, a long history. Falconry nearly died out in the UK in the 1950s, because of persecution by gamekeepers ( protecting pheasants) and the use of pesticides.  Only a handful of falconers kept it going. In the 70's, people began importing the Harris Hawk  ( Parabuteo Unicinctus) from America. It bred well in captivity and most people who begin hawking nowadays begin with a Harris Hawk.


Anyway, my talk went down well,  the birds behaved themselves  (you can't house-train a hawk), and everyone enjoyed themselves.  I've got another talk tomorrow, in Tiverton. Hopefully I'll be able to use the dreaded PowerPOint to show some pictures so people can see how the different species of birds have different wing/tail shapes and how this affects their hunting techniques.

Saturday 4 June 2011

Manning

Manning is the process of getting the hawk used to you and helping her learn to trust you. It never ends, although the basics can be achieved quite quickly with Harris Hawks. Over the past week, I've taken Lady M and Cassius to a charity event at the Sportsman's Inn, on Exmoor.  They flew in front of a small crowd and had no problems with landing on the fists of people in the crowd ( in exchange for a small piece of meat!).  A few days after that we went to the High Bullen Hotel and golf course, in Chittlehamholt, Devon,   where a film crew spent twenty minutes recording the hawks flying to and from guests as part of a promotional video.  Today, we were at the North Devon Wildlife Trust event in central Barnstaple.  We were there all day and must have had several hundred people come up to the hawks, admire them  and ask questions about them and the Hawk-Walks  (www.NorthDevonHawkWalks.co.uk).

Lady M  took it all in her stride because she's done lots of this sort of thing before. The Samba band didn't bother her, neither did the stilt walkers, or the crowds.  Cassius got a little anxious at times, so went back into his travelling box for a rest.  The boxes are dark, he felt secure in there and was able to rest undisturbed. It was a very good experience for him and as he has been exposed, in a safe and controlled way, to a lot of new experiences it will help him become more and more confident and bomb-proof.   The thing is, the hawks believe that any new and unpleasant experience is the fault of the falconer.  After all, it's the falconer who is making them experience it. So the whole manning process needs to be done slowly and gently.  As I say, it never ends.